William didn’t nap long and he wouldn’t go back to sleep once we were home. We had lunch with Daddy, I checked her work email, and we were off again to the park. We rather optimistically thought I could fly a kite. Fortunately MaryVic lost interest quickly and we went to play instead.

We didn’t climb Tinkerbell’s Castle but stayed on the other unit, Pirate ship and Space Shuttle instead.

What’s in here?

Ahhh! A girl!! Run away! (I wish!)

After the little girl was up, William would go back to check to see if there were any other girls in there.

Scooting across the suspension bridge.

But that’s not fast enough.

Sister convinces him to enter the tunnel / space shuttle.

He liked the tunnel and they crawled in it several times. This is the end of the tunnel and sister is getting on the tire bridge.

William opted for the tunnel a couple more times.

We tried to get William to go down this slide. He seemed very interested. MaryVic volunteered to catch him and was yelling up it at him.

He was not confident in her catching ability though.

He would yell back down at her and did give it some serious thought.

Peeking at Mom.

Pouting because Mom is down and he is up.

Finding a way to Mom.

Back in the tunnel with sister.

This is our house. You can come in Mom! I opted not to contort myself through the tires.

William determinedly got in the tires with sister. It did take some doing. He got the right foot stuck in this tire, climbing after her but figured it out and got himself loose.

And they relocated to the other room of the house.

A standoff with Mom. You can crawl over here. No, I cannot, will not.

On the train. Sister went through and up to the landing. He wanted down to follow her.

He wasn’t able to pull himself up to the landing though. I told him to come back out and he did.

MaryVic scaled the smokestack herself. Thankfully no kids were around climbing to the very top.

She played ‘steam’ and pulled herself up and down.

William having a tantrum and kicking his legs because sister got on the pony first. It’s all exercise!

She got off and he trekked over there.

I had to put him on it and he rocked for a bit. But he made the journey himself. This may be the oldest piece of equipment out there. I hope it stays, a little bit of playground nostalgia.

William tackled this piece of equipment. He would crawl the length of it to the curly slide and go down.

You have to go through the tunnel to get to this slide but William wouldn’t go through it. He crawled in and said “No Momma!” then went back to the curly slide.

MaryVic blocked him and prohibited him from going down the curly slide at first. Mom had her come down. He came down and that was it. He repeated this process with Mom carrying him to the stairs and him clambering back up. Then MaryVic climbed the ladder. He would crawl from the slide to the ladder, pull himself up, and yell for Mom to put him up top so he could slide again.

He always stopped at this point and then would climb down.

Standing for a brief ‘Yay Me!’ before crawling to the ladder.

MaryVic made noises about being thirsty and hungry so we left. William would have gladly slid another 50 times but was in dire need of a diaper change. They weren’t completely exhausted but pretty close. Home and straight to the bath. Doing it backwards which is one of MaryVic’s favorite things. I am the designated bath runner as, right now, she likes the bath pretty warm. Says it is better for Williams legs.

William did fall asleep pretty quickly and actually she did too once there was nothing around to stimulate her interest. Yay!